Poetry by Pete Zenz
I love you snow,
But for a while
You’ll have to go,
No more compile
And make way for
A time of glee
Your absence shores
The florist prix
The snowman melts
And leaves his soul
And scarf of felt
And eyes of coal
Upon the ground
And dissipates
Without a sound
He ‘vaporates
The jutting veins
Of naked trees
Free from your chains,
Now budding leaves
Where once your hoar
Gathered like moss
They bear no more
Your cold emboss
The scent of spring
Is in the air
The birds will sing
And flutter there
But you’ll return
My frosty friend
Take your adjourn
‘Til summer’s end
Pete Zenz began writing five years ago after 35 years in food service. He has two self-published poetry volumes and a third manuscript finished; he has written a children’s story and a cookbook. Currently, he is working on a volume of children’s poems and a collection of holiday-based flash fiction.
